Originally, Du Wa went out in person just to see what the aliens born from the parasitic mutant race could do.
At least for now, there is no problem in mobilizing body energy.
"Normal aliens can heal themselves within tens of seconds after being injured, while normal mutants can mobilize all their body's energy to quickly repair wounds after being injured."
Duva saw the mutant alien that was split into two parts by Casillas, with a visible energy glow emerging from the wound, pulling the two halves of the body closer to each other.
Normally, as long as the energy in the body is not exhausted and given some time, it can slowly repair itself. This has a more powerful self-healing ability than ordinary mutants.
"Body energy, or life force, can be captured. This comes from the power of genes. I'm not surprised. What about magic?"
Duva looked at the black magician who was surrounded by aliens and parasitized by facehuggers.
Marvel's magic is all borrowed, but the aliens can seize high-quality genes from the host's body to become part of the host, abolish the host's self-healing ability, and complete transcendence and replacement in a narrow sense.
Can such an alien replace the host and take over the host's magical debt?
Dewar was very interested.
"Although I don't necessarily have to embark on the path of learning magic, if possible, multiple paths are also a good choice." Dua touched his chin.
"Parasite...you want to follow the same path as me? You don't have to go to such trouble. With your strength, you can join us." Casillas knew Duva's plan at a glance. He didn't get angry, but more A touch of enthusiasm.
For a cold-blooded idealist, occasionally someone who agrees with his ideas can bring him a little comfort.
"This is different. I also know that my joining will make Dormammu more happy, but before that, let my little cuties give it a try first." Dua dealt with it casually.
At this time, Casillas was simply a hopeless fan. It was useless to talk to him about anything else. Talking about Dormammu got him excited.
The two of them were at war with each other, ready to take action at any time, but no further action was taken. However, the aliens and other black magicians were killing each other with great enthusiasm.
A world where only vampires are injured has been reached. These poor guys resist desperately, but whether it is black magic, aliens, or blades, they are not something they can resist.
Even if a new type of vampire is dispatched - the Reaper, this pale thing is a biological weapon that the vampire clan has worked hard to study. Whether it is a human or a vampire, the Reaper is not taboo.
But it's a pity that this kind of thing has no possibility of escaping when faced with enemies that require quality and quantity, and will eventually be chopped into pieces by the blade.
"This thing is really hard to kill. It seems I have a new target." The blade picked the reaper's mouth with the tip of the blade and said to Dua, "This guy's mouth is a bit like your spider."
"I want to correct you. The 'spider' in your mouth is scientifically called a facehugger. Also, it's really hurtful for you to compare my facehugger with a defective product like the Reaper."
While Dua was talking, he also took the time to glance at the corpse of the reaper who was not afraid of silver, garlic, and only the sun.
Blade didn't have to fight so hard, he could cooperate with the alien, and easily killed this guy, but he couldn't wait to rush forward, presumably because he didn't want Duva to have the opportunity to capture the reaper alive for parasitism.
"Bad behavior, what a waste." Dua commented unceremoniously.
Blade Quan didn't hear it, ignored the aliens around him, and stared at Casillas, who was always calm: "You are the only one left now, magician. Let me remind you, the fighting skills of you people are simply eye-catching. There is neither enough strength nor superb technique."
"Of course this cannot be compared to you, vampire." Casillas said, "After all, you are just gadgets created by my master using black magic, and we are pilgrims who follow our master to find the truth."
Casillas admitted that it was unrealistic for a black magician to compete with a vampire as talented as Blade in terms of close combat capabilities.
But that didn't stop him from despising the blade.
"I hate people calling me a vampire. I will carve my name on your corpse. By the way, what is your name?" Dao Feng made a trick and rushed over immediately.
"Go to the Antarctic continent and calm down."
Casillas raised his hand and flicked it, creating a portal that moved forward, swallowing the blade in an instant and disappearing.
"I wanted to remind him, but he is not a person who is good at listening to opinions. When he was wary of me and took over, he may not realize that there is a reason why I have not made a move on you." Dua said .
This is the disadvantage of dealing with agents. The other party is always thinking about things that have nothing to do with the battle, which will affect their judgment at critical moments.
"Maybe he knew it very well, but he had to take action before you." Casillas had a strange smile on his face.
This world-famous mage obviously has a good impression of Dua.
Duva looked around. Except for Casillas, only the black magician parasitized by the alien and another black magician were left alive.
"Casillas, help me!!" The black magician was held down by a mutant alien and looked hopefully at the only person who could save him.
"There is no harm in returning to Dormammu earlier. You are one step ahead of me on the road to finding eternal life and truth." Casillas was unmoved.
The black magician was completely desperate and watched helplessly as the mutant alien's stretched out flesh strands stabbed into his neck.
A halo of light was produced, and the black magician's body was shrinking rapidly. In the end, he was completely absorbed by the mutant race.
"...The improvement is not that big. Magic, an energy with a master, is really completely different from other energies." Dua didn't have high hopes.
He waited for the transformation of the parasitized black magician.
Until the alien successfully broke through the chest. At this moment, the strange magic wave reached an extreme and then weakened rapidly.
"Failed? Was it discovered by Dormammu or Sithorn?" Dua touched his chin.
These two guys, one at the single-universe level and the other at the multi-universe level, would not be surprised if they could see through the ways of the alien Li Daitao.
Just as Dewar had predicted.
Dormammu did sense something was wrong at the first moment.
"Something is stealing my power, and they are still unwilling to pay the price...another guy who is learning from the Ancient One!!"
